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Eternal Void
Lost souls in the eternal void
Groping and fumbling
How do they find the way out
They have no inkling
Can it be really an eternal peril
Truly a frightening thought
Is it going to be the final destiny
Where all of them will rot
Eternal void is but an idea
Of an alternative to hell
No fire, brim stones, torture
No dungeons nor a cell
No devil nor demons or trolls
No resemblance to hell
Nothing really exists there
Not even a tolling bell
Groping and fumbling
How do they find the way out
They have no inkling
Can it be really an eternal peril
Truly a frightening thought
Is it going to be the final destiny
Where all of them will rot
Eternal void is but an idea
Of an alternative to hell
No fire, brim stones, torture
No dungeons nor a cell
No devil nor demons or trolls
No resemblance to hell
Nothing really exists there
Not even a tolling bell
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Eternal Void
Eternal Void